NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1159: Sudden Incident
Dagger Squad's Gunpowder is quite the buzzkill, looking at the tear-streaked Adler, he cheekily said, "Hey, buddy, you need to make yourself look like a man, or the training camp in Rio de Janeiro will gobble you up.
If you can't tough it out, don't call yourself a P.B. soldier, because you'll disgrace us all..."
Gunpowder gleefully eyed a group of Martyrs' Camp Soldiers, whom he had stirred up, and was about to initiate a wagered challenge, hoping to fill his slim wallet, when he suddenly felt a tight grip on his arms...
Turning around, he saw several burly B Team members holding him, while the short and sturdy Gunpowder struggled mightily, yelling, "What do you want to do...
Ah..."
Feeling a hand grab his balls, Gunpowder turned his head in pain...
"FUCK, Hemostat, you crazy woman, let go of me..."
The Hellhounds initially wanted to help, but seeing Hemostat's stance, they immediately smelled the scent of drama...
Watching Gunpowder kick his feet aimlessly like a dying Frog, yet not daring to kick Hemostat, one of the Hellhounds 'hissed' and sympathetically signaled Hemostat to continue, then stepped back a few paces to avoid getting spattered...
Seeing his loyal companions heartlessly abandon him, Gunpowder wailed, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I apologize..."
With a firm grip, Hemostat made Gunpowder let out an 'ugh' sound, and looking at him rendered mute like a duck being choked, she sneered, "Bastard, trying to mess with me..."
"Oh..."
The onlookers watched as Gunpowder whimpered with tears in his voice, everyone instinctively clamped their legs and took a step back...
Only Dorian, enjoying the show too much, shouted, "Hemostat, go for it, crush him..."
The solemn atmosphere at the venue was suddenly stirred into something slightly comical...
Joe Ga didn't bother with them, he stepped off the stage, shaking hands with each Martyrs' Camp Soldier who joined, and finally walked up to Teresa...
Looking at this somewhat legendary woman, Joe Ga hesitated and said, "I need you and Adler to each lead half the people to Rio de Janeiro for six months of training.
You can arrange the schedule yourselves, and I'll arrange a team of 200 to fill the gap left by your training.
In the future, as the highest commander of the safe zone, I'll grant you enough authority to coordinate the surrounding forces."
Seeing the surprised Teresa, Joe Ga seriously said, "Don't get happy too soon, I have expectations for you!
Joining P.B. doesn't mean the nature of the safe zone will change!
Firstly, try not to publicize the signing, and I demand you treat all war victims seeking refuge fairly.
Secondly, the Martyrs Camp is absolutely not allowed to intervene in the Kurdish democratic forces' conflicts with external forces...
Your only duty is to guard the safe zone. In the future, you might be able to slightly expand the scope, but you must not have any in-depth cooperation with other forces without my knowledge."
Teresa was momentarily stunned, then solemnly nodded, saying, "Boss, since we've joined P.B., we're no longer Kurdish Militia. All our actions will follow the needs of P.B.
Sir, you've created the safe zone, providing us with a home...
Your orders are the highest command, we trust you!"
Joe Ga nodded with satisfaction, then looked sideways at Sanderson, saying, "Vanguard, what about you? Any thoughts?
Your boss is particularly open-minded. P.B. doesn't have a no-dating rule within the company.
But I know that couples in love often find it hard to think logically in life-and-death matters.
That's my own experience, but I'm still willing to hear your opinion.
Do you want to stay here to help Teresa with the Martyrs Camp's training reform, or..."
Sanderson decisively said, "I need to consider my buddies, I think going to Sangha Town or Yemen is more suitable for me."
Joe Ga looked at the expressionless Teresa, laughed heartily, and said, "Wow, one is very decisive, one isn't disappointed at all...
What's the deal between you two?
Give me a clear picture, so I can make reasonable arrangements in the future..."
Sanderson glanced at Teresa, shrugged, and said, "Boss, I'm a soldier, most of my career has been spent in training and deployment.
The married life of ordinary people isn't for me, otherwise, I wouldn't be divorced!
I think Teresa probably shares similar thoughts..."
Saying this, Sanderson looked at Teresa whose gaze was slightly complex, sighed, and pulled out a small red velvet box from his pocket, saying, "I've kept this ring in my pocket, but never took it out.
Because I'm afraid we would turn our married life into a war!
I've been there, it turned out very bad...
The current situation is great for me, so I've been hesitant...
Teresa, we're both soldiers. If you can accept a life of long separations, I'd like you to be my wife.